smells...

I often associate smells with places, people, or things whom have impacted my life. When I smell exhaust from a truck I am reminded of Trinidad. The summer of my senior year of high school I went on a mission immersion experience to the country of Trinidad. This trip had a profound impact on my life. It got me thinking about certain aspects of my faith.

When I catch a scent of chewing tobacco I am reminded of my grandfather. He chewed tobacco my entire life. When I smell it I smile because I have fond memories of my late grandfather.

When I smell manure of hog farm on a sultry humid day I am reminded of Wallace. Wallace is the town where I grew up. It is in Duplin County which is one of the largest livestock operations in the country. Smell the money. Wallace, population 3,364, is my home.

As I walking into my kitchen moments ago, I caught a faint smell of perfume. I immediately smiled because it reminded so much of my best friend. She wears different kinds of fragances. I don't get to see as much as I would like, but tonight I felt closer to her.

We often take the sense of smell for granted. I am grateful for being able to smell. It reminds of what I need to be reminded of....